Anatomy Of Loss

Michael Randall
The album is rich with an honest heartfelt atmosphere, to hear songs of this subject matter with obvious conviction is a welcome surprise. There are moments of heaviness death metal fans can enjoy, but I think the depressed and misanthropic among us will find much more to appreciate here.
Favorite track: Catatonic.

Niqlous
This album is incredible. Contains ever evolving and shifting rhythm sections topped off with gutteral growls and rasps - love the vocal range displayed through this release.
Favorite track: The Right To Crawl.

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The CrawlingLisburn, UK

The music created by The Crawling is a result of a trio of music fans that have enjoyed, and participated, in the local
music scene for decades. The collaboration has resulted in a heavy, slow-death ensemble, forged against a back drop of misery and contempt for the world that surrounds us....more

What joy from the truth?
I bring nothing but fear.
I bring nothing but sorrow.
We live in this room
Teeth just lying
We have nowhere to go
No one to leave.

Drowning in horror
And you will sallow the sadness

Sad for the gloom
Inconsolable grief
Like catching an ocean
Used to walk
Used to breathe
Now he’s nothing,
But he was nothing to me.
And he was nothing to you.

Track Name: Acid On My Skin

Every day i feel it worm inside,
Crawling, bleeding through my mind.
I’m looking out, and he is looking in
Shadows fall; the day is wearing thin.

Something watches over us,
Like acid on my skin.
If i tear out my eyes, can you see?
They say you can watch myself through me.

I often dream of leaving this behind
The devil in the detail; it makes him blind.
Face to face, i can separate your soul.
Torn neck, i can swallow you whole.

Something watches over us,
Like acid on my skin.
If i tear out my eyes, can you see?
They say you can watch myself through me.

You took so long; were you talking to god?
There's no surprise; so many lies.

Something watches over us,
Like acid on my skin.
If i tear out my eyes, can you see?
They say you can watch myself through me.

Track Name: All Our Failings

Crawl into every word.
It will gain your trust.
Nothing is all that it seems;
Eyes that refuse to see.
Failure to live in this life
That was given to you.
Accept, neglect, conform and move on.
You will learn.

Voices spin round in your head,
None of them sounding like you.
A crack beginning to form
Will bring you slow release.
Stuck in rut, thirty years deep,
Forget everything that you know.
Dirt piles on and the faces will change,
Smiles that continue to fail.

Failings that continue to grow,
Fed by desires to zeal.
Words that will cut you like an edge of a knife;
Flesh that refuses to heal.

Track Name: The Right To Crawl

The sight of your painted words sickens me
A self fulfilling misery brings content
You spread defeat like an antidote to try
The only thing you've earned is the right to crawl

I can bring you sadness (if you like?)
I can show you pain (on faces)
I can leave you with the dead (for a while)
And they can ask you why you crawl

Your effort drags behind with broken legs
Crying poverty, pain, anxiety and loss
The boy who cried wolf is laughing just for you
As you try to walk and are simply left to crawl

I feel the sickness rising every time we meet
I see me battering your face with the truth
I can cripple you with sugar coated lies
And finally give you a reason to crawl

Track Name: Violence Vanity and Neglect

I have no use for mirrors anymore
There is nothing I want to see
I am coiled in barbed wires
Every embrace will cut you to the bone

I deserve this you know?
My daily torment of self loathe
Only i should be ruined
From now I commit to neglect

To hurt myself whenever I can
To lash myself with every soft word
To break myself on your kisses
To kill myself when you're gone

Track Name: Catatonic

Helpless and alone,
In the emptiness of bones.
A year has been and gone,
Beating a heart that can’t go on.
Eyes stare from the haze,
To find a place to call her own.
Poison flows through the vein,
A deep regret begins to fade.

The day takes a hold,
Iron grip that breaks the mould.
Tears that stain an ageing face,
And pave the way; a fall from grace.
Searching for strangled hope,
Clutching at the throat.
Time to mourn for the weak,
Leave the wires that tie you down.

Silence is killing unsaid words.
Ten voices that can’t be heard.
I yearn to hear her speak,
To say something, so i can breathe.